a bookshelf sinks into the sand
& a language learned & forgot,
in turn, is studied once again
it's a shocking bit of footage
viewed from a shitty TV screen

notes

girls girls girls on 2007-04-09

The clouds are moving in. Its supposed to rain tomorrow.

I didn't bug Becca about her choices in cds. I wanted to, but thought that would be kind of, you know, petty.

I have to be not so bothered by stuff like that, but sometimes, I just can't help myself.

Probably, its because of Maybe. All the silly crap we use to get angry about. You know, does the mustard stay in or out of the fridge. What can I say, I like my mustard cold.

But for the most part, Becca and I get along. Only, I kind of wonder if she's trying to be just too nice, you know. Like miss goody goody now because she doesn't like that person she use to be.

I just want her to feel comfortable. And I want to be comfortable, too...only I have to listen to Hilary Duff and Avril Lavigne, but I don't really want too.

i'm not that guy